Which Way The Wind Blows - Peter Frampton

Something roaming around my head

But I don’t know who I’m gonna write to

You know I looked inside my book of dreams

But I don’t know which one I’m gonna sleep to yet

Oh no I don’t know which one I’m gonna sleep to

Found me, you loved me, then you turned me on

But I don’t know why, maybe you do

You know I love my house and yet I cannot stay

Because I can’t see which way the wind blows

'Cause I can’t see which way the wind blows

Do what you want, cause the summer is here

Do what you want, think I’m making that clear?

Do what you want, don’t have a care, I think that’s fair

Ooh ooh…

Ah, ah, ah

Words don’t come so easy now

'Cause there’s a hole where my heart used to be

Now she’s gone, I have got to choose

But I don’t know now, what’s the use?

And I don’t know now, what’s the use?

'Cause I can’t see which way the wind blows.